I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.
In case you were wondering what this blog is about…mostly I just reblog moderately feminist things that Amy Pohler’s Smart Girls at the Party posts with some interspersed random acts of cuteness. So really this blog is a sneak peak inside my mind: feminist cuteness. Apparently I’m a very cool middle schooler trapped inside the body and responsibilities of a 27 year old.
It is illegal for women to go topless in most cities, yet you can buy a magazine of a woman without her top on at any 7-11 store. So, you can sell breasts, but you cannot wear breasts, in America.